saxikath

Well, I survived Thanksgiving.

I think this ranks as my second-least-favorite Thanksgiving, after the one during which I was having something close to a nervous breakdown. The day itself was fine, but the stress of not talking about how my mother wasn't invited, and then trying not to talk about it to my mother the rest of the weekend and dealing with her hurt feelings over it... I'm glad that's over.

Mom and I did have fun with my aunt, and visiting my grandparents. So that was good. But all in all, I'm glad mom's off to the airport and on her way home.

Now I get to spend today as a "me day" -- I haven't decided what to do yet, but I'm going to have fun. It is my birthday, after all! (Of course, this is Massachusetts, so a lot of things aren't open or open late on Sunday...) I'll go shopping, maybe, or take a nice cozy nap in the afternoon, or read, or go to dinner (anyone want to come have a birthday dinner with me?). I should go take my car for a car wash, too, as it's pretty grimy after the weekend!